I's eye!

Sometimes I think who am I?

A tree without leaves or a human without eye?

I’m asking question to everyone,

My emotions, my feelings, the water, the sun,

But no one is able to satisfy me,

No one is making me visualize what I want to see,

I’m confused and feeling suffocated,

And I need something to keep me motivated,

That makes me feel satisfied and answer me who am I,

The world is shrinking for me and may be I can die,

But the moment I start feeling low,

A motivation says me I’ve still something to show,

I can hear a distant sound rising very slowly,

Saying me that I’m not lonely,

I want to break all the shackles and come out with all answers,

Because I want to know who am I,

So that I don’t get hidden from my own eye...

The hunger & the bugger

The sky gave out a cry, 

The wind began to tremble,

I sighted a plate of chicken fry,

Then my stomach began to grumble.

As the chicken stared at me,

I wondered what piece to eat,

Then I looked at the damn fee,

And my heart began to pound not beat.

Fee was high & hunger was nigh,

But I still walked in carrying nothing but a cent,

Having eaten it all & given out a sigh,

Washing of dishes came next & my energy was spent.

But hunger still awaited me

And the grumbling began once more,

In hunger, I searched for food that was free,

My efforts however no results bore.

I vowed to never let hunger go to my head,

I carry a dabba with me instead!

This is pair poetry done by Yashad Kirtane and me at Poetry Tuesday - 8. I wrote the lines in Yellow.